Ians poem - Second part


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WOULD WE EVER EXPERIENCE RENAISSANCE
AGES AFTER MANKINDS ABSENCE ?
NO ONE BOTHERED GIVING IT A THOUGHT
WHETHER OR NOT THERE'S LIFE AFTER WE ROT
TO SOME IT SEEMS THERE'S REINCARNATION
OF WHICH DEPENDS IF YOU'VE SINNED BEYONG RECOGNITION
TO OTHERS THERE EXIST A HIGH HEAVENS
THAT ONLY GRANTS ACCES TO DEVOUT ADHERENTS
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( Ian's comment-poem when he passed here )
Coming back tomorrow to edit the third part of Ian's poem

4 Comments:
Where do you go when you're lonely
Where do you go when you're blue
Where do you go when you're lonely
I'll follow you...
When the stars go blue......
Love this chorus...
Have you heard it? by the Corrs and U2.
Yes...is a nice one... :)
Dreams are now wingless, feeble silvers
a Hornbill stay waiting, raindrops his tears
when he choose crying, mind shrunken, here
tears come squirting, flooding elsewhere.
~jac~
Hi Jac !
Your poem touch the heart !
I will edit it in few minutes in the front page...
here tears come squirting...
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